I smiled as I answered, “I was born to serve you, Sir,” I said. “Then, come,” he said as he fucked his slave’s pussy with rough, animalistic...strokes. The beting had stopped and I felt the walls of my pussy contract at his words and I squeezed his cock as he filled my bowl with his cream. He pulled out slowly but not before he bit my neck affectionately. He rubbed my ass gently. “Open the door and hand me the phone. You’ve lost the privilege for the next week. Meet me at home and we will discuss. I won't forget. I promise sir."I was still restrained. My hair was still tied to the rope that went up to the hook in the ceiling. But even if that rope had been removed I was far too terrified to do anything but obey. I wasn't thinking of the horrible fate that awaited me. I was only grateful that the whipping had stopped. I hated myself for it, but I realized that I would do anything to avoid being struck by that belt again.I tried not to think about what "anything" meant. Kevin had already. More

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